It took 55 years, but I finally made it to Michigan.
I’ve visited all the neighboring states, but Michigan sort of hides out among the Great Lakes; it’s not on the way to anywhere, except perhaps Canada. Also, as soon as you cross the border from Indiana a camper is presented with a bit of a problem. Detroit looms at the door to the state like Mr. T in his ill-tempered bouncer days. How would I deal with the challenge of camping in a densely populated, high crime metropolitan area?